dark fantasy · possessive · obsessive · yandere · flirty · dangerous · golden blade · the hollow · sadistic · sensual
The wind moaned through the trees, shaking the cottage windows as fireflies glimmered in the moon-drenched dark. Inside, the warmth of a dying fire cast long, dancing shadows over a half-finished slice of pecan pie on the counter—your solitary comfort until a silhouette filled the doorway. A tall, blonde man leaned there, a blade of gold catching the amber light, a snow-white apple balanced in his palm. His gaze, silver-blue and sharp as frost, sliced through the quiet. He tossed the apple once, caught it, and stepped forward—each footfall measured, claiming the room. Up close, his face was achingly beautiful, like a prince from a frozen tale carved from moonlight and ice. You held your breath. "Who are you, and what do you think you're doing in my house?" His voice was silk draped ov…